Ruan Shiyan was anxious like an ant on a hot pot.

She hadn't called Song Zehan again for an hour, and now she couldn't help it.

In order to control her frequent bombardment of Song Zehan's mobile phone just now, she was heartbroken and locked her mobile phone directly in the safe in Song Zehan's study.

Then he wrapped three band-aids around the finger where he was able to unlock the combination lock.

It barely lasted an hour.

For her, Song Zehan has been missing for a day, and it is impossible for her not to be in a hurry.

If it weren't for Fu Disheng's repeated assurances to her that her own Han Ye had a similar situation before, she just needed to be quiet alone, and there would be no problem, she would have called Lu Yiyan to call the police.

Just when she felt that she couldn't control herself, and then opened the safe and took out her mobile phone to make a call, the sound of a car finally sounded in Song Yuan's yard.

Ruan Shiyan was agitated and ran to the window.

When he found out that the car that came back was Song Zehan's car, he immediately ran downstairs.

As soon as Song Zehan drove the car into the garage, and before the seat belt was unfastened, he saw a black shadow quickly approaching him, and slapped his front hood with a "snap".

Song Zehan's eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and when he looked up, he saw that it was indeed the little girl in his family who liked to use violence when he was in a bad mood.

But also, apart from her, who would dare to play this set in front of him so blatantly?

He picked up the document bag in the passenger seat and got out of the car.

As soon as the car door was closed, Ruan Shiyan rushed to him in a few steps, grabbed his tie, tilted his head, and looked directly into his eyes.

"Song Zehan! Say, why is the phone turned off? Say, where the hell have you been all day? Said ......" halfway through the words, Ruan Shiyan realized that something was wrong.

"Phew, you're me off! What about your phone? ”

Song Zehan handed it over obediently, but when Ruan Shiyan took it from him, he couldn't help but raise his hand and pinch her cheek.

Ruan Shiyan was already angry, and when he was so confused, he immediately exploded.

"Song, Ze, Han! Be serious, your problem hasn't been solved yet! After speaking, she found that Song Zehan's mobile phone had been turned on, and WeChat had been read, and she was even more angry.

"Okay, you, why don't you contact me when it's turned on? Do you know how I spent my day? How worried am I...... Hmmm......"

Before the words were finished, Song Zehan decisively sealed his lips with a kiss, blocking her chattering complaints and accusations.

It's not that he gets bored and can't listen to it, but he doesn't want her to be angry like this anymore.

The physical condition is not so ideal, what should I do if I am really angry?

But before he could go deeper into the kiss, he felt the warmth that had slid down to his lips.

Song Zehan was stunned.

His little girl cried.

Today's Ruan Shiyan is rare that he didn't mess up because of his kiss, and his anger has disappeared a lot, which caused the worry that he had been afraid of for a day to multiply.

She was really scared to death.

I'm afraid that he is not the so-called person quietly, but running to do something stupid for her heart.

If he really has three long and two short because of this matter, how will he want her to live in the future?

A helpless sigh overflowed from Song Zehan's throat, and he moved the kiss up little by little, kissing her tears to the corners of her eyes.

Every movement was gentle and unspeakable, silently telling her about his cherishment and distress.

It wasn't until he felt that her tears were not so bad that Song Zehan straightened up and stuffed the document bag in his hand into her arms.

Send a message to her with your eyes.

- Open it and take a look.